I watch him through the glass
because I'm not allowed in
He runs and jumps and tumbles with the others
and never acknowledges me
But on the balance beam
he loses his footing
and I feel my breath catch
He picks himself up,
flashes me a smile,
and gets right back on like it never happened
And we both know,
he's ready for life
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